The Ottawa free trader. [volume] (Ottawa, Ill.) 1843-1916, 1887-07-09
10 his books. where it seemed to be very
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''NoNsENsE, DICK, THAT CHILD HASN'T GROWN
UPYEr."
to his books. where 1t seemed to be very
illegiblv recorded.
"C-y-r--l C-o-n-w-e-llr"
"My own name God bless me, I've some
one to live for yet -"
IL -w-to-n''-concluded the dealer
cody. Cyril Conwell Lawton, and he only
lives twenty miles from here, in a little
village on the Hudson"
/ "There is no more sugar in the house,"
Cyril. "And nothng.to use it with If there
was. l tell you what, sis, the situation is
getting desperate. 1t will take me month
or more to clerk out what we owe at the
grocery, to say nothing Of rent and fuel in
arrears"
"But the picture, Cyril. Did you write
as l wanted you to, and tell the dealer to
sell it for any thing it would bringP'
"No, l didn't" answered Cyril, cody.
''Pll burn it first"
1t was a dreadful thing to do, and she ex-
pected Cyril would never speak to her
again If he should ever find out, but Nan
ME wrote little timid, implorng letter to
the frame dealer, asking him to try and
send them a small advan ce on the price Of
the picture. Then she put on her hat and
hiding the letter guilty in her pocket she
ran down to the post Office with it.
The postmistress took the letter and
scrutnlzed it sharply.
ats too late for to-nights mall" she
said; "that's closed now"
Another disappointment Mamie left
her letter and turned to go.
'Here's something for your BROTHER"
said the postmistress, and she handed her
letter with printed envelope
'Oh" exclaimed Mamie, and her heart
gave great jump as she recognized the
name of the dealer. "If you will give me
back my letter, will not send it until
until-to-morrow."
She received her letter, snuggled it into
her pocket, and flew home to Cyril
wants to send the picture back now,
most likely" SAID the young man, who was
fast becoming ''doubting Thomas" and
he tore the letter open.
Out fell check
1t was for sum that far exceeded their
widest expectations, anS they literally
embraced each other and wept.
"Your Easter offering has worked a
miracle, God is good" said Mamie, with
heart full of thaazfulnesa
you were my Easter Offering" re.
sponded her Lrother, adding Immediately
II shall be great painter some day."
"Hark" said Mamie, "visitorsi OLD
Mrs. Browne, most likely"
Yes, If old Mrs. Browne was o very like.
ly young man, and il there were two of
herl
SIS this Miss Kate Conwelll"
mo, sir my name is Mamie Lawton,
but my mothers name was Kate -"
''Its all right" said the spokesman of
his arms, and kissed her heartily.
Before Cyril could knock him down, he
explained who he was.
"Uncle Cyril Why l was named for
you," SAID the boy
.Dick," said Mr.. Conwell, "this is nv
niece, Mamie. Mamie, this is Dick; oh I
forgot, Mr.. Richard Mason"
Later, when Cyril told them about his
picture, the two cons pirators looked sig
nificantly at each other And it nearly all
came out when Mamie asked, curiously:
Elbow did you find US out, unclep'
Uncle Cyril has gone to housekeeping,
and for awhile Mamie will be with him.
Cyril has fine studio and is doing good
work He often wonders who bought his
picture.
He will know at Easter, for then Dick
Mason and Mamie are to be married, and
the picture of herself is to be her wedding
present from her husband
Mrs. n. l. RAYSk